Pretty freakin' long non-apology, eh?
Yeah, so a few weeks ago, Becca tagged me for the 8 Random Things meme. I've posted so many random things about myself in this space that I think you must know them all. But since I've been thinking about blogging and where my time has gone lately, I thought I'd post 8 Random Things I've Been Doing Instead of Blogging:
- Being sick. Like all of autumn, so far. For the last 4 weeks, I have had some variation of head/chest funkiness (including an ear infection that caused me no pain but sent me to the doctor for unrelenting vertigo). I'm really, really tired of being sick.
- Worrying about a spider bite. I got bitten by a spider about a week-and-a-half ago. I didn't see it happen, only found the bite later. Of course I can't be sure it was a spider, but I think it was. Then I started worrying about it being a Brown Recluse, thanks to Googling my symptoms. (my bite looked a lot like a lot of the pictures I saw) My ridiculous hypochondria led to one sleepless night and the death of two spiders that turned out to be Grass Spiders (sometimes confused for Brown Recluses). I'm pretty sure now that it was not a Brown Recluse.
- Dealing with Mac problems. While My Old Man's hard drive sits at a data recovery place in California, waiting for his manuscript to be retrieved, my own Mac G5 continues having ridiculous and irksome problems. Sometimes this affects my photo uploading abilities, which totally messes up my blogging groove.
- Practicing an unusual bout of knitting monogamy. Our niece's wedding is 3 weeks from tomorrow, and I have 9 repeats left (out of 24) on my shawl. It would be going a lot faster if it weren't for the beading. I love the pattern (and the yarn), but it is seriously bumming me out to be so focused on one project when there are so many others I am itching to get my hands on. But I am determined to wear the shawl to the wedding, so that means monogamy till I'm done. (to guess how I feel about this, see my first paragraph about obligations - it applies to self-imposed ones too)
- Paying people lots of money to fix broken things. Toilet (which overflowed into the basementt and ruined a few things). Sewing machine (worth every penny). My Old Man's MacBook (see #3, above).
- Drowning in email. I can't keep up, and I feel bad blogging when I don't consistenly respond to my blog comments (blogger does make that especially hard). Meanwhile, I am steadily trying to whittle down the 4000 emails in my gmail inbox by using the label and archive functions. I am trying to archive two pages' worth a day....
- Working on uploading and categorizing my photos in flickr (made more difficult by #3, above).
- Re-doing our living room.
It was the best place in the house to knit - the arms were in just the right place, not too close but close enough that I could rest my elbows there while knitting (didn't realize I even did that till I didn't have the option). Turns out I also prefer to have my feet up while knitting, and a light directly over my head. It may take me awhile to adjust to my new knitspot.
But I also discovered that my attachment to that ugly recliner was more about nostalgia than function. That recliner was where my old dog Mocha, now dead three years, used to curl up and sleep (an 85-pound Rottweiler, she considered herself a lap dog). It is the recliner I used to elevate my very swollen feet during the last hard months of my pregnancy. It is where I nursed my babies. It is where my little boys liked to sit on my lap together.
I know we'll be making new memories with our new furniture. But for now, I miss my old knitspot/dogspot/nursingspot/sitspot. It has made its home (along with a matching recliner and a sleeper sofa) in a house where 23 college students live.